According to this person's translation, I can roughly guess the conversation between Yuan Tiandao and that lama. Yuan Tiandao must have taken out the Sanskrit scriptures in the photo and asked the trumpet if he knew the origin of the scriptures. Then the old lama told Yuan Tiandao that it was the place where the gods fell and the place where the gods punished him. If he went there, it would cause a huge disaster.

I stared at the movement over there. The old lama kept saying something, but Yuan Tiandao didn't say anything. It seemed that he was listening to the old lama complaining. I wanted the buddy next to me to translate it for me, but at this time the old lama's voice had gradually dropped and we couldn't understand it. I couldn't let the buddy run over and eavesdrop on one sentence after another and then come back to translate it for me.

The old lama knew where this place was, which made me happy. However, looking at the old lama's attitude, I gradually became worried. I have experienced too many such situations over the long period of time - I know, but I don't say it, this feeling is undoubtedly the most uncomfortable. But I also believe that with Yuan Tiandao's style of doing things, he can definitely make this old lama speak.

The old lama was about to stand up and leave after a while. Yuan Tiandao seemed to remain silent except for a few words at the beginning. Seeing that the old lama stood up, I suddenly became anxious and thought to myself, if you just left like this, we would have gone for nothing? It was at this moment that Yuan Tiandao stood up and waved to me and signaled me to go over. I was worried about waiting for Yuan Tiandao's signal. As soon as he waved his hand, I immediately stood up and walked towards the old lama.

When I approached their table, the old lama glanced at me, and then he suddenly looked up, staring at me with his eyes tightly, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

When I saw the old lama's eyes, I also guessed the trump card of Yuan Tiandao's negotiations with this old lama. Just as the fat grandfather knelt down at me when he saw me, they were surprised that the person who kneeled down was not me, but the person who looked exactly like me back then.

It seems that at this time, I have to disguise myself as another identity, the me back then.

I used to disguise this at Fatty's house not long ago. Now I am familiar with it. It's just pretending to be deep and so that others can't see through me. But every time I pretend to be that person back then, I feel strange, and I even feel a little resistant and afraid deep down. I can't say this feeling. There seems to be a voice in my heart to tell me: If you continue to pretend like this, you will no longer be yourself.

However, in order to get useful information, I must cooperate with Yuan Tiandao to perform such a play. So when the lama looked at me incredibly surprised, I nodded to him with a calm look on his face, and then he pulled a chair and sat down directly.

The old lama himself had already stood up. Seeing me sitting down, he also sat down. His eyes were still staring at me, and then he said to me: "Curry?"

I thought to myself that curry is not curry, I also have potato salads, but I naturally can't show it. But the problem arises at the same time. Is this a secret code between the old lama and the person back then? How should I answer? If the answer is wrong, will Yuan Tiandao's plan be ruined?

I could only look at the old lama and nodded gently, giving people the meaning that I understood but I was too lazy to answer. But at this moment, Yuan Tiandao spoke and said something to the old lama. The old lama looked at me, turned to look at Yuan Tiandao, and then he opened his mouth and said something to Yuan Tiandao. For me, their words were undoubtedly the same as the Tianshu. I couldn't understand them at all, but I could feel that since I appeared, the old lama's attitude has become much gentler, and it was not the stubborn appearance just now.

They had a brief exchange. After the exchange, the old lama stood up and sat down at me and Yuan Tiandao. Then the little lama helped the old lama leave the hotel hall. After the old lama left, I immediately asked Yuan Tiandao: "What the hell is going on?"

"Zhayi Lama is an old friend of mine. He is the only one who understands the Sanskrit scriptures now. As long as I find the source of this Sanskrit scripture, I may be able to find the exact location of the snow mountain. However, Zhayi Lama believes that that place is the place where the gods fall and cannot be visited. If I go, it will bring disaster to the entire snow area. Tibetan Buddhism has their unique and mysterious places. They are very pure in some aspects, so if Zhayi Lama doesn't want to say anything, it will be useless. So I bet that he has an intersection with the person back then. Obviously I bet right. Zhayi Lama knows you, and he thinks you are their extremely noble guest, so I said that you are now in amnesia. The reason why I want to go to that place is to take you to find the memories you lost." Yuan Tiandao said.

"What?" I asked anxiously.

"Then he agreed, but he did not tell me the route directly, but asked us to go to the Lama Temple tomorrow. He told me that you left him something back then and you need to get it back." Yuan Tiandao said.

"Did I leave something for Zhayi Lama back then, and then told Zhayi Lama that I will go and get it back one day? Is that what it means?" I asked.

Yuan Tiandao looked at me, nodded and said, "Yes."

I frowned, and my heartbeat suddenly started to accelerate. I remembered a similar thing that Fatty Grandpa said to me. Fatty Grandpa said to me, "I once said to him that one day, we will meet one day, but I guess by that time, I will no longer recognize you."

Although the content of the words of Zhayi Lama is different, the nature is basically similar to that sentence.

Is this accident?

Yuan Tiandao looked at my face gradually becoming abnormal, and walked over and asked, "Baqian, what's wrong with you?"

I looked at Yuan Tiandao and asked, "Brother Yuan, I call you brother, can you tell me what is the relationship between me now and the me back then?"

Yuan Tiandao was stunned for a moment and said, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

"I have pretended to be the person from that year twice. These two times made me feel more and more that the person from that year seemed to be me, and I seemed to be sure that I would take this path today, I would find the fat grandfather, I would come to Tibet to see the Lama, and get back the things from that year. This feeling made me very uncomfortable." I said.

Yuan Tiandao looked at me, nodded and said, "It's quite uncomfortable."

"So you must know what relationship I have with that person back then, right? It's time, can't you tell me?" I asked.

"I don't know." Yuan Tiandao said, and after that, he stared into my eyes and said, "But I admit that I have analyzed your relationship with him. I once thought you were another form of immortality. In other words, it seems that he would be the only person who truly immortality. However, it is obvious that this assumption is not true. Liu Jingtang cannot make wedding dresses for others, and there is a Qinglong Mountain between you and him that cannot be bypassed."

I lit a cigarette and smiled bitterly: "Do you know what I have thought about? I feel that there was an I in ancient times. Every time when my life is about to end, I will be reborn into another me, and then the other I will do my best to find my truth, and it will last forever until I appear. And if I can't find the answer in this life, there may be a new me in the next life and continue to follow my current path. This feeling has become stronger and stronger recently. I think the previous me must have touched some truth, but he cannot unravel the so-called truth. He knows that he is about to die, so he left many clues to his future self, that is, the current me. Do you think there is such a possibility?"

Yuan Tiandao picked up the teacup and took a sip and said, "Your imagination is quite rich."

"If it wasn't rich, I would probably have been tortured to death by myself. Guess what I left for the Lama? Could it be a diary or something? In my previous life, I wrote a diary and a letter to me in my next life?" I said.

"Do you hope so?" Yuan Tiandao asked.

I originally wanted to agree, but when the words were about to come, I couldn't say it.

I don't even know, if I really saw the letter I left to me in this life, should I be happy or sad, but I have a intuition that if I really knew everything about me in my previous life, that day, I would no longer be me.

I closed my eyes.

I thought of the child I saw in that courtyard that was about to swallow me.

I thought of the corner of the future that Ma Zhenren let me see before he died, the person with iron chains tied to him.

I suddenly felt very scared.

Yuan Tiandao walked to me, he pinched my shoulders, the force was just right, making people feel very comfortable. He bent down and put his mouth against my ear and said to me softly: "Don't be afraid, all the truth will be solved in the near future. Eight thousand, if everything is really as you said, I hope everything will end with you."
Chapter completed!